Strengthen your faith in God's word

59 verses in Song of Solomon Show all

Song of Solomon

1. 1:6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
2. 1:7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
3. 1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
4. 1:12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
5. 1:13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
6. 1:14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
7. 1:15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
8. 1:16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
9. 2:2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
10. 2:3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
11. 2:6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
12. 2:7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
13. 2:8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
14. 2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
15. 2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
16. 2:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
17. 2:14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
18. 2:16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
19. 2:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
20. 3:1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
21. 3:2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
22. 3:3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
23. 3:4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
24. 3:5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
25. 4:1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
26. 4:7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
27. 4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
28. 4:9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
29. 4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
30. 4:11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
31. 4:12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
32. 4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
33. 5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
34. 5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
35. 5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
36. 5:4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
37. 5:5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
38. 5:6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
39. 5:7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
40. 5:8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
41. 5:10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
42. 5:16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
43. 6:2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
44. 6:3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
45. 6:4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
46. 6:9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
47. 6:12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
48. 7:9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
49. 7:10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
50. 7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.